Swiftcurrent Creek bad vibes

Bazi was gone from the Creek -- wherever she had gone, it was clear she hadn't seen it fit to notify him.. or, seemingly, any others. With his lips pulled to a grim line, the agouti male strode slowly through the lands, wincing slightly as each pull of his muscle would seemingly keep his wounds open and ooze blood. Jace had given him a run for his money, and still nothing had been resolved. Scimitar did not trust the Sunspire wolves to simply let the captives go, and with Fox gone and pack in disarray.. the Creek wolves were in a predicament he did not see ending well.

The dull breeze drifted a scent to him, and glancing up, bright aqua eyes fell upon Njal. He had not seen the male during the panicked gathering -- Tuwawi had come to give her two cents on how foolish everything was before storming off and offering no further insight -- perhaps he had been with the pups?

Lowering his muzzle in acceptance to the ranked male, Scim gave a light shake of his pelt, holding back a flinch as he did so. "Njal," he greeted, his tone flat as he closed the distance between the two.